Fame - er no not really !

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Dear Monty,


It seems I am almost as well known as you - well perhaps not.
As you know Monty I have been writing to you for some years now and it seems that a few other people are reading my correspondence.

I will be opening the garden under the www.ngs.org.uk and the editor of our local paper picked up that fact from the 'Yellow Book' and also read the blog. So the long and short  (mainly short) of it is that a telephone interview took place and a photographer was dispatched.

The most painful part of the process was the photographer - he posed me with shears and secateurs in the most unnatural poses, and trying to smile for such a grumpy person as myself was a challenge - so I ended up looking like an elderly demented rabbit.


I'm not sure if during your filmed and photographed life you have ever been asked to hold your stomach in - but there I was trying to smile whilst straining the few abdominal muscles I have hidden under the rolls.

The garden is not looking glorious and neither am I so I do not recommend anyone does this.
Hopefully by June the garden will look better and I am contemplating a corset and 'Just for Men'.


Paul

Comments

  1. Anne Wareham23 April 2017 at 23:29

    Get brave next time and refuse to be photographed doing gardening. I learnt that lesson London time ago-such a silly cliche. Not that I haven't hated every pic they've ever taken...Congrats on the publicity though!Xxxx

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    1. Paul Steer24 April 2017 at 08:20

      Good advice - but I don't think I'll be doing it again ! X

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